xxsomnium
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He talks too much, you talk too little - somehow, it fits. In the hush of hospital hallways, you find comfort in words that mean everything and nothing. He makes you forget the machines, the fear, the ache. You talk, you laugh, and you both pretend there's more time than there really is. You know how this story ends, but you let it happen anyway.
this ones for my angst enjoyers, of course there will be fluff but just a little heads up.
[A song that has the vibe of this story: EVERYTHING - The Black Skirts]